Chapter 1 I Won't Let You Leave Me 4
The two rows of camphor trees that stretch along the roadside are , still exuding the charming fragrance of spring. The cicadas have faded, the seasons have long changed, and the advertising slogan on the basketball court, "I want to meet you in the midsummer when the cicadas are chirping," is full of nostalgia.
However, I was tragically late for the first class of the new semester. When I locked my bike and hurried to the classroom, the lecture hall was already full of people. The professor wrote in white bold characters on the blackboard, and the students were drowsy and lying down.
"Wanwan, here!" Guan Qiao received my text message in advance and looked out the window nervously. She waved at me and indicated with her mouth that she had reserved a seat for me.
I understood and made an "OK" gesture to her, gently pushed open the back door of the classroom, crouched down, stood on tiptoe, and carefully went in.
"Student who is late, please stop."
Before I had taken a few steps, the professor's voice was like a loud bell, covering me as I sneaked around in my tracks.
Professor, are you an owl? Your hearing is so sharp!
I stood up embarrassedly. At this moment, I felt like a strong magnet, attracting all eyes from all directions.
It's so embarrassing. Not only was I late, but I was caught on the spot.
“Squeak—”
Just as I was looking at the professor with an awkward smile, the front door of the classroom was pushed open with great force. Thank God, with this noise, the students' attention was immediately diverted.
"Sorry, professor, I'm late." A somewhat familiar male voice sounded, and a tall figure against the light appeared in my sight.
I recognized him right away. He was the handsome guy I bumped into just now. Although I had a vague idea that he was a student of our school, it was such a coincidence that he and I were in the same classroom.
Before coming to the classroom, this handsome guy changed into the jacket I bought for him. It looks like a perfect fit for him!
"I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's class." The handsome guy said gently and apologetically, "I'm Zeng Chen, a new transfer student. I've just arrived in Qingtong City for one day. I'm not very familiar with the route, so I'm late."
It turns out his name is Zeng Chen. Both his name and appearance give people a very warm and clean feeling.
However, after he gave a brief explanation, the originally lifeless classroom suddenly became lively. The girls' transformation was particularly obvious. They were like a group of hungry wolves seeing a piece of fat meat, and everyone's eyes emitted a shining "green light".
"I didn't expect to see a new handsome guy in Marxism-Leninism class. Are he and Yuan Wan wearing matching outfits? They were both late together... Something is going on!"
"Tsk, Yuan Wan made the first move!"
…
What's going on? Are Zeng Chen and I wearing matching outfits?
I lowered my head and looked at the clothes I was wearing...
No way! I just asked the clerk to pick one at random. Could it be that he picked something similar?
After seeing it clearly, my heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, the clothes Zeng Chen was wearing had a small smiley face embroidered on the right chest pocket, and the one I was wearing also had an upside-down smiley face on the left chest.
Zeng Chen also noticed this problem. He squinted his eyes and looked at me, then looked down at himself and frowned impatiently.
Uh... I was wearing matching outfits with a boy and we were late at the same time. I can’t wash myself clean even if I jump into the Yellow River.
The professor tapped the blackboard and said, "Quiet."
In an instant, the large classroom that could accommodate 300 people fell silent. I lowered my head, facing the professor's sharp gaze, and waited for the verdict.
"No matter what the reason is, being late is wrong, but considering that this is your first time, I won't deduct your credits. Hurry and find a seat."
"Huh..." Only after hearing him say that did I dare to take a deep breath.
Zeng Chen walked to the empty seat in the last row of the classroom and sat down. I also ran to Guan Qiao dejectedly, and as soon as my butt touched the chair, Guan Qiao nudged my arm with her elbow and whispered to me.
"What's going on? Tell the truth immediately!" She looked like there was something fishy going on and winked at me.
"what's the situation?"
"Stop pretending, you and that handsome guy named Zeng Chen!" Guan Qiao looked at me with dismay, "Anyone with eyes can see that you are wearing couple outfits, okay! Don't tell me you don't know him, I don't believe such a coincidence would happen outside of a TV drama!"
"We don't even know each other." I said helplessly, "Also, this couple outfit is a complete blunder."
This is not the first day I have known Guan Qiao. She has been a famous gossip queen since she was a child. If I don’t tell her the truth about what happened today, she will not let me go easily.
I covered my face with my textbook, lowered my voice, and told her everything that happened this morning. As soon as I finished, she exclaimed softly.
"Yuan Wan, you are so lucky! Why can't I meet a handsome guy?"
"You! What's there to envy about bumping into someone?" I slapped her on the forehead in anger. "I was short of money to begin with, and now I'm even poorer!"
"Tsk!" Guan Qiao covered her forehead and glared at me fiercely. "In fact, you didn't understand. Before the school started, Zeng Chen had already caused a lot of discussion in the college. Li Jing is the principal's nephew. He broke the news that a handsome boy named Zeng Chen was coming to the school. I heard that he was adopted by a wealthy Chinese man when he was a child, and has been living in Canada ever since. His family assets are worth tens of billions! He came back this time to find his long-lost brother..."
"Stop, I'm not interested in him." I covered Guan Qiao's mouth, "Sister, I want to concentrate on the class, shh..."
I turned my head to see which page my classmate had turned to, and my eyes unconsciously stopped on Zeng Chen. He sat by the window, one hand supporting his chin, his brows slightly furrowed. A few beams of sunlight passed through the camphor leaves outside the window, outlining the lines of his profile, looking so quiet and beautiful.
Looking for his long-lost brother? I didn’t expect that this handsome guy who looks cold and aloof has such a bloody life story.
